Wearing Books and Fake Daughters To Seek Offline

"Everyone has his own life trajectory and his own path."

So, Han Qiaowei's established trajectory is to be with Li Yansi?

Su Qingdai was still soundly asleep, but Han Xingjin was very awake. According to the life trajectory given to her in the original text, she will receive a lunch box next spring.

Han Xingjin suddenly felt a little resentful, what happened to the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priests and monks in other books are all masters, and Jinkou is dead. Why is this old Taoist priest here so useless? You don't need to count her as a rich man. At least she should tell her whether she can die in the end. what.

Han Xingjin hugged the quilt and sat up. Although it was late in the middle of the night, the city did not fall asleep. Through the gaps in the curtains that were not completely covered, there were still flickering lights in the distance.

Han Xingjin walked lightly to the reception area, the room heater was still working silently, but Han Xingjin's hands and feet were still cold.

She looked at the time. At half past three, Jin Yu had probably fallen asleep, but she couldn't help but dialed Jin Yu.

Sure enough, Jin Yu was already asleep, but Jin Yu answered the phone very quickly.

"Wake you up?" Han Xingjin asked.

Jin Yu's voice was low, and he asked Han Xingjin, "What's wrong?"

Han Xingjin knew that calling at this point would only wake up Jin Yu, and would only make Jin Yu worried that something had happened to her, and she couldn't explain what happened to her, but she still made the call.

Suddenly, Han Xingjin asked, "Do you know Yu Yun?"

"Who?" Jin Yu asked again, "what happened to him? Are you still in Jingcheng? You call Tan Rou first."

"She has nothing to do with me. I heard that she is your childhood sweetheart."

Han Xingjin himself didn't know, but when he heard it in Jin Yu, it was called a grievance, not only aggrieved, but also sour.

Jin Yu laughed softly, probably because it was really quiet, Han Xingjin felt that he could feel the vibration in Jin Yu's chest over there.

"I don't know Yu Yun, where did you hear these nonsense."

Han Xingjin tried his best to pretend to be strong, but he was still aggrieved inside, "Don't lie to me, I dreamed of it."

Jin Yu really couldn't help it this time, it made sense that Han Xingjin could call him in the middle of the night when he was with his good friend.

"Dreams are all fake, I don't know Yu Yun, and I don't have a childhood sweetheart family, so I can sleep at ease."

Han Xingjin hugged his knees, put his chin on his knees, and snorted.

Jin Yu patiently coaxed Han Xingjin, "Dear, I really don't have childhood sweethearts, otherwise you can ask Aunt Han and Axiao."

Han Xingjin was very happy, how could he ask his mother about this kind of thing, but it's okay to ask Axiao who is not someone like Yu Yun.

"Good idea, wait for me to ask."

"So can you sleep now? If you don't sleep, you won't be able to catch up with your beauty sleep."

Han Xingjin himself couldn't sleep at all, but Jin Yu was different. Jin Yu worked at high intensity almost every day, and even more so at the end of the year.

"Well, I'm going to bed, you go to bed, good night."

"Good night." Jin Yu muttered again, "Little cute."

Han Xingjin suspected that he had heard it wrong, and asked again, "What did you say?"

How could Jin Yu admit, "It's nothing, go to sleep."

After speaking, he quickly hung up the phone as if he was guilty of a thief.

Han Xingjin didn't think much about it. Hearing Jin Yu's voice and chatting with him for a long time, the indescribable fear in his heart was somewhat diluted.

Thinking of seeing Jin Yu in less than 20 hours, Han Xingjin felt somewhat calmer.

Han Xingjin was awakened by Su Qingdai.

"Aren't you tired? The end of the term is just over, you don't want to sleep more?" Han Xingjin asked Su Qingdai, who had already washed and dressed properly beside the bed.

This is not Su Qingdai, Su Qingdai is someone who goes to bed first when the sky falls. She can stay all night, but she must not get up early.

Su Qingdai shook her head, "I figured it out, since your flight is leaving at night, you can't waste your time on sleeping during the day, get up quickly."

"What are your plans for today?" Han Xingjin asked with a yawn.

"I didn't arrange it originally, but if you want to leave, I have to arrange something."

"for example?"

Su Qingdai took the mobile phone and kept swiping her fingers, "I hate that I only have one stomach. I have collected a lot of Internet celebrity stores in the past six months."

Han Xingjin's eyes widened in horror, "No, sister, you don't want to waste your time sleeping, turn around and waste your time queuing."

"So get up quickly, we'll go earlier, maybe we won't have to queue."

When Han Xingjin heard it, he seemed to have a lot of reason.

"And then, what about after the online celebrity shop has punched in the card?"

Su Qingdai thought for a while, "Little Jin, I'm eighteen years old."

Han Xingjin nodded.

Su Qingdai continued, "You are also eighteen years old."

Han Xingjin asked in horror: "Then what? Don't come to me when you are racing and drinking."

Su Qingdai burst out laughing, "I'm not only eighteen years old today, let's go take a photo, we haven't taken a girlfriend photo together yet."

Han Xingjin was really frightened by Su Qingdai.

But when it comes to taking pictures, "Wait a minute, I'll contact Sister Tanrou to see if there are photographers and studios to help us take pictures today."

Su Qingdai nodded again and again, "Okay, okay, I still want to find a studio or something."

The most important thing for media companies are photographers and studios. Even if their company doesn’t have them, there are many good photographers who have established long-term cooperative relationships. This part of the photographers is incomparable to the photographers in the studio.

Qin Rou listened to Han Xingjin's request and agreed.

After the two had packed up, they went to the internet celebrity shop to check in first. Han Xingjin felt bad when he arrived there. She never thought that Su Qingdai would be able to bring her to the hot pot shop to check in early in the morning.

The hot pot restaurant didn't start until 11:00, but at the door of the restaurant, Han Xingjin seemed to have smelled the aroma of pepper and spicy, and she missed the half bowl of porridge left over from breakfast.

Looking at Su Qingdai, who was not less excited next to her, Han Xingjin had a sense of heroism that he would sacrifice his life to accompany a gentleman.

Fortunately, Su Qingdai understood that Han Xingjin ordered her a mandarin duck hot pot. If Su Qingdai did not say, "This is my biggest concession, the spicy hot pot can't be any more spicy." Han Xingjin would think that Su Qingdai was real. Thinking of her.

Although Han Xingjin was a little unacceptable to eat Sichuan-style hot pot at the first table in the lunch market, I have to say that the Internet celebrity shop is also based on its ability. Just boil the cabbage.

They ate earlier and ended earlier. They first went back to the hotel to wash off the hot pot smell, and then brought their own things, and of course, the afternoon tea that Han Xingjin packed in the hotel's West Pastry House before rushing to the company.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin~www.novelmt.com~ The main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with a faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but it quickly relaxed.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell of everyone in Zhen Mosi.